The evidence was clear. Of course, she’d known that even before stepping into the room. Now they pinned her to a corner with her own logical fallacies. She took a deep breath and glanced down at her papers, but there was nothing there, nothing to reach out and grab her and save her from falling.
She smiled and looked up, “Yes, of course, of course it was me.”
11
evidenced of my brilliant work is that i have nothing else to do right now. I’m so fucking far ahead i’m bored. and now i’m hungry. i shouldn’t complain that my work load is so light. God only knows i’d rather this than the late hours trying to catch up. ugh, sigh, blah. worky work work.
jess osborn
A crime that pointed all to her. It was all her fault and now the universe and everything else was marred by what she had done. It was irreversible. Yet, she didn’t feel the slightest bit sorry for it.
Kate
crimes. the investigation. its so scary. please stop.
stop.
stop.
stop. stop. stop.
this is terrible.
i wish it never happened. the evidence is not there. the evidence is in the dump. im so sorry to hear that. its too bad you were deceiving like that.
really.
and to think; i was beginning to believe i might be able to love you.
Devendra
I have evidence you are a crazy mofo and I will stand for it no longer. If you continue in this way in my presence I shall have to evict you from the building, Elvis style.
Jimbo Jim
i eat evidence, so that bottles of water shoots out tiny droplets of endeavors, i see i have made my evidence because mason my friend, is oh heck blah blah blah, dangerous, evidence red line crossing with blue dot skimming, chair, couch, my god.
richard
hmmm. evidence.
this makes me think of last year, back to science class.
always “supporting things with evidence”.
it makes me kind of sad actually.
i miss last year.
now i have a freaky biology teacher who totally wants me.
but she’s not even that hot.
-sigh-
this also makes me think of bones!
and house is on tonight. its pretty damn awesome. :]
even thought i missed last episode.
Ivana
Like in law and order. Evidence is what incriminates or saves people. It is what is around at the scene of well anything. Evidence is just stuff. An idea. Evidence is helpful as well as bad to you. Like Law and Order.
Meredith
evidence – from debate. when we would carry tubs of stuff into rounds and pull out topicality, theory, and actual cases. evidence – from law and order: svu, using dna evidence and x/y chromosome to solve cases. evidence – used for history papers (what i should be doing instead of being on oneword). i want some evidence of things all turning out for the best, but i guess that’s juts having faith.
rhee-soo
evidence can be deceiving or reveling; its all a matter of who found it and what it pertains to. sometimes it is impossible to find impartial handlers of evidence as sometimes it is lost or dismissed without sufficient review. sometimes i wish there wasnt any evidence as ive been on the other side of the spotlight. all i can rely on is what is apparent as evidence may not always be present for proper assessment of a situation.
scott
The evidence clearly showed what he was looking for. There was indeed someone standing behind his brother in the picture. Someone who shouldn’t have been there at all. He felt an icy chill go up and down his spine as he realized who it was.
It was his dead father.
Jason Shinn
look at you.
you pretend like you did
nothing.
pretend like you were never
the culprit
in the crime
that you committed against me.
you thought nothing of
me
and went on by yourself
ruthlessly
savagely hurting me
and abusing me.
the evidence is clear.
you’re the one here
with blood on your hands.
in the end
it will only be you
who shall be convicted.
alyssa
evidence. there it was. The whole lot of it. The blood covered the walls. And laying there. Next to the decapitated head was a cigarette butt. That was all the evidence i had to start this case.
L
If they had looked at my phone’s call log they would know that the entire conversation I made sure they overheard was fake. If then they had asked why I did it, I honestly wouldn’t have had an answer…
lorilie
The evidence points to a conviction beyond a reasonable doubt. The falling leaves, the sound of them crunching. She has perfect pitch, she heard your voice and remembers. You cant hide from what you did to her. Guilty, the evidence shows it.
Michaela
I cannot hang my faith on moonbeams and fairy dust alone. Declarations and actions are needed, something concrete to put into the file of me and you so that when the chorus of doubts and self-hate arise in the dead night, I can summon the evidence and silence the prosecution.
Ellecee
evidence. i thi8nk of a crime scene when i hear this word. the turmoil of the death, the crime, whatever it is that is being studied. it’s probably pretty obvious that i am the kid of a cop when i give a description such as that…………………………………………
martin
There is evidence that you were here. I sense your presence. Maybe it’s through the lingering aroma in the air, or maybe it’s the tingling on my skin as I stare into the void you left behind. Maybe its the glimmer of your unseen reflection in the mirror or maybe its the imagination of my mind. Whatever it is…its evidence
Lynn
Evidence is the proof of whatever needs proven. For example, Evidence helps in court cases to decide whether the defendant is innocent or guilty. Usually, they’re guilty.
anony
It is evident that I am existing. I am thinking. Therefore, there is no reason that I should NOT exist, because if I did not exist, I would not be thinking. It doesn’t matter if what I’m thinking about is real or not – what matters is that I’m in the act of thinking.
It is evident that I am not alone in this world, no matter how much I think I am sometimes.
It is evident that I am loved. By many, many people.
I have to keep reminding myself of that.
Some days are harder than others.
Adelaide Matthews
i am collecting evidence. they hand me their broken pencils, the crumpled pieces of paper from their neglected corners of their bags, in exchange for freedom. evidence that they are yet still breathing.
j
evidence will give you a better idea of what to believe about the subject, but not all evidence is as it seems, perhaps someone tampered with it, perhaps it’s just in your head, but im guessing that the evidence shows that you have to have faith. Faith in what?
SharpEdges
something that someone has when they want to prove something wrong.
kaylee
like a crime scene. like you need evidence to believe in something. evidence to believe in god, some people need evidence more than others. it’s nessesary, pieces to a puzzle. a kiss is evidence of attration.
jo
The evidence suggests the young women was killed by a blunt force trauma to the head. The weapon has yet to be found, but the surrounding bushes are currently being searched.
Cache
a proof of something existing as a mid-aged ariplane
adormitu
There was no evidence to be found; not anywhere. Even when the small black cat prowled around the bushes to search the bracken, there was nothing. Only the torn, twisted body of the eldest tomcat. There was no blood, no stench of sickness, and no injury. There were no holes in the body… only this twisted form.
The killer the tomcat was dealing with was a mastermind, and couldn’t be stopped.
Kaze
I see it in your eyes
I feel it through your bones
Seeping from tattered skin
Though it’s clear
Truth cuts here
Not something I’m willing to admit
So here she stands in denial
with a mountain of evidence
AmyJo Jensen
the tertiary evidence doesn’t match my case at all
i like my case to coordinate well
the way i like my outfits to coordinate well, fashion maven that i am
and sometimes, a little bit of clash can be good just to stir things up
but one must know how to master that clash
mastery is such a touchy subject
touchy object
objectify the witness
Molly
My body is the evidence of my failure.
Every step, every movement, every glimpse in a glass or mirror.
before me you lay,
draped in fingerprints
and silver-spotted dreams
you died before the cherry tree,
the one you stole from the nursery,
and laughed as the songbirds sang
to you in your sleep
they’re gathering the evidence,
analyzing the fingerprints,
and all signs point
to
me
carissa
I saw the splash of blood scattered in droplets on the floor. And I saw his dying message that just captivated me, I could tell right away that he was trying to tell someone in his dying breath that he needed to bring the killer to justice. It lit a torch in my mind and made me tremble. I couldn’t believe it had happened, but between the special bracelet he had on his arm and the way his hand was sprawled out, I knew right then who the murderer was.
Sarah
There is evidence to prove you just don’t know.
And therefore there is evidence that I shouldn’t give up. I won’t give up, because this can work out.
Love will always prevail. especially for us.
Lilly Julia
the evidence explains
the evidence predicts
that all this is a game
and nothing with commit
to the eyes of whom you love
or the envy of the tricks
that don’t fall away from home
or choose the one you picked.
Dana
we dont need evidence. believing is seeing not the other way around
andythrobber
There was one thing that, looking back, should have turned me off. But it was just the opposite. The smile, which was beautiful and sincere, came in second place, but just barely. It started with that beautiful mouth, just above the cleft in his chin, and spread up across his cheekbones, into the laugh lines and ended with a quick, elusive wink. The wink. That was the one thing. The evidence.
lynn
she had eveidence that could convict him, of his terible crime, and she was going to use it.
ali s
again? I swear I wrote about this once already. perhaps I am unclear as to the frequency of these updates. A daily word would be nice. Still, evidence suggests I am mistaken about that.
chris
i see it
your guilty
but no ones knows
i have the evidence right in front of me
i told you so
well ill start a case
so in your face
but still i have evidence
The evidence was clear. Of course, she’d known that even before stepping into the room. Now they pinned her to a corner with her own logical fallacies. She took a deep breath and glanced down at her papers, but there was nothing there, nothing to reach out and grab her and save her from falling.
She smiled and looked up, “Yes, of course, of course it was me.”
evidenced of my brilliant work is that i have nothing else to do right now. I’m so fucking far ahead i’m bored. and now i’m hungry. i shouldn’t complain that my work load is so light. God only knows i’d rather this than the late hours trying to catch up. ugh, sigh, blah. worky work work.
A crime that pointed all to her. It was all her fault and now the universe and everything else was marred by what she had done. It was irreversible. Yet, she didn’t feel the slightest bit sorry for it.
crimes. the investigation. its so scary. please stop.
stop.
stop.
stop. stop. stop.
this is terrible.
i wish it never happened. the evidence is not there. the evidence is in the dump. im so sorry to hear that. its too bad you were deceiving like that.
really.
and to think; i was beginning to believe i might be able to love you.
I have evidence you are a crazy mofo and I will stand for it no longer. If you continue in this way in my presence I shall have to evict you from the building, Elvis style.
i eat evidence, so that bottles of water shoots out tiny droplets of endeavors, i see i have made my evidence because mason my friend, is oh heck blah blah blah, dangerous, evidence red line crossing with blue dot skimming, chair, couch, my god.
hmmm. evidence.
this makes me think of last year, back to science class.
always “supporting things with evidence”.
it makes me kind of sad actually.
i miss last year.
now i have a freaky biology teacher who totally wants me.
but she’s not even that hot.
-sigh-
this also makes me think of bones!
and house is on tonight. its pretty damn awesome. :]
even thought i missed last episode.
Like in law and order. Evidence is what incriminates or saves people. It is what is around at the scene of well anything. Evidence is just stuff. An idea. Evidence is helpful as well as bad to you. Like Law and Order.
evidence – from debate. when we would carry tubs of stuff into rounds and pull out topicality, theory, and actual cases. evidence – from law and order: svu, using dna evidence and x/y chromosome to solve cases. evidence – used for history papers (what i should be doing instead of being on oneword). i want some evidence of things all turning out for the best, but i guess that’s juts having faith.
evidence can be deceiving or reveling; its all a matter of who found it and what it pertains to. sometimes it is impossible to find impartial handlers of evidence as sometimes it is lost or dismissed without sufficient review. sometimes i wish there wasnt any evidence as ive been on the other side of the spotlight. all i can rely on is what is apparent as evidence may not always be present for proper assessment of a situation.
The evidence clearly showed what he was looking for. There was indeed someone standing behind his brother in the picture. Someone who shouldn’t have been there at all. He felt an icy chill go up and down his spine as he realized who it was.
It was his dead father.
look at you.
you pretend like you did
nothing.
pretend like you were never
the culprit
in the crime
that you committed against me.
you thought nothing of
me
and went on by yourself
ruthlessly
savagely hurting me
and abusing me.
the evidence is clear.
you’re the one here
with blood on your hands.
in the end
it will only be you
who shall be convicted.
evidence. there it was. The whole lot of it. The blood covered the walls. And laying there. Next to the decapitated head was a cigarette butt. That was all the evidence i had to start this case.
If they had looked at my phone’s call log they would know that the entire conversation I made sure they overheard was fake. If then they had asked why I did it, I honestly wouldn’t have had an answer…
The evidence points to a conviction beyond a reasonable doubt. The falling leaves, the sound of them crunching. She has perfect pitch, she heard your voice and remembers. You cant hide from what you did to her. Guilty, the evidence shows it.
I cannot hang my faith on moonbeams and fairy dust alone. Declarations and actions are needed, something concrete to put into the file of me and you so that when the chorus of doubts and self-hate arise in the dead night, I can summon the evidence and silence the prosecution.
evidence. i thi8nk of a crime scene when i hear this word. the turmoil of the death, the crime, whatever it is that is being studied. it’s probably pretty obvious that i am the kid of a cop when i give a description such as that…………………………………………
There is evidence that you were here. I sense your presence. Maybe it’s through the lingering aroma in the air, or maybe it’s the tingling on my skin as I stare into the void you left behind. Maybe its the glimmer of your unseen reflection in the mirror or maybe its the imagination of my mind. Whatever it is…its evidence
Evidence is the proof of whatever needs proven. For example, Evidence helps in court cases to decide whether the defendant is innocent or guilty. Usually, they’re guilty.
It is evident that I am existing. I am thinking. Therefore, there is no reason that I should NOT exist, because if I did not exist, I would not be thinking. It doesn’t matter if what I’m thinking about is real or not – what matters is that I’m in the act of thinking.
It is evident that I am not alone in this world, no matter how much I think I am sometimes.
It is evident that I am loved. By many, many people.
I have to keep reminding myself of that.
Some days are harder than others.
i am collecting evidence. they hand me their broken pencils, the crumpled pieces of paper from their neglected corners of their bags, in exchange for freedom. evidence that they are yet still breathing.
evidence will give you a better idea of what to believe about the subject, but not all evidence is as it seems, perhaps someone tampered with it, perhaps it’s just in your head, but im guessing that the evidence shows that you have to have faith. Faith in what?
something that someone has when they want to prove something wrong.
like a crime scene. like you need evidence to believe in something. evidence to believe in god, some people need evidence more than others. it’s nessesary, pieces to a puzzle. a kiss is evidence of attration.
The evidence suggests the young women was killed by a blunt force trauma to the head. The weapon has yet to be found, but the surrounding bushes are currently being searched.
a proof of something existing as a mid-aged ariplane
There was no evidence to be found; not anywhere. Even when the small black cat prowled around the bushes to search the bracken, there was nothing. Only the torn, twisted body of the eldest tomcat. There was no blood, no stench of sickness, and no injury. There were no holes in the body… only this twisted form.
The killer the tomcat was dealing with was a mastermind, and couldn’t be stopped.
I see it in your eyes
I feel it through your bones
Seeping from tattered skin
Though it’s clear
Truth cuts here
Not something I’m willing to admit
So here she stands in denial
with a mountain of evidence
the tertiary evidence doesn’t match my case at all
i like my case to coordinate well
the way i like my outfits to coordinate well, fashion maven that i am
and sometimes, a little bit of clash can be good just to stir things up
but one must know how to master that clash
mastery is such a touchy subject
touchy object
objectify the witness
My body is the evidence of my failure.
Every step, every movement, every glimpse in a glass or mirror.
CSI. crime scene. Marg Helgenberger. William Peterson. crime. crumbs. I’m out.
before me you lay,
draped in fingerprints
and silver-spotted dreams
you died before the cherry tree,
the one you stole from the nursery,
and laughed as the songbirds sang
to you in your sleep
they’re gathering the evidence,
analyzing the fingerprints,
and all signs point
to
me
I saw the splash of blood scattered in droplets on the floor. And I saw his dying message that just captivated me, I could tell right away that he was trying to tell someone in his dying breath that he needed to bring the killer to justice. It lit a torch in my mind and made me tremble. I couldn’t believe it had happened, but between the special bracelet he had on his arm and the way his hand was sprawled out, I knew right then who the murderer was.
There is evidence to prove you just don’t know.
And therefore there is evidence that I shouldn’t give up. I won’t give up, because this can work out.
Love will always prevail. especially for us.
the evidence explains
the evidence predicts
that all this is a game
and nothing with commit
to the eyes of whom you love
or the envy of the tricks
that don’t fall away from home
or choose the one you picked.
we dont need evidence. believing is seeing not the other way around
There was one thing that, looking back, should have turned me off. But it was just the opposite. The smile, which was beautiful and sincere, came in second place, but just barely. It started with that beautiful mouth, just above the cleft in his chin, and spread up across his cheekbones, into the laugh lines and ended with a quick, elusive wink. The wink. That was the one thing. The evidence.
she had eveidence that could convict him, of his terible crime, and she was going to use it.
again? I swear I wrote about this once already. perhaps I am unclear as to the frequency of these updates. A daily word would be nice. Still, evidence suggests I am mistaken about that.
i see it
your guilty
but no ones knows
i have the evidence right in front of me
i told you so
well ill start a case
so in your face
but still i have evidence